Whether you consider yourself an artist or not, I'm sure you can relate.
Early spring has begun to arrive here in northern Montana. It's not a picture perfect lush green yet. That kind of spring has not arrived yet. On Sunday, as we drove to church for Easter service, my son spotted a robin. A few nights ago, as I was about to drift off to sleep, I heard the geese honking as they flew over our neighborhood. While outside on a warmer day, last week I spotted the tulips leaves, just green tips of a few inches, starting their way up from the ground. Strawberry leaves are coming back to life, among the dead leaves, pine cones, and twigs. The green onions that remained in the raised garden beds have kept their square foot home in the soil. Their stalks are turning green again, reminding me it won't be so long before planting will begin again. Before I show those views to you, stick with me a bit longer...
We've had such a limited amount of snow in the past five months. It's definitely reason to feel apprehensive about the coming months. The summer of 2015 quickly turned troubling with the lack of moisture. Before we realized it, we had a hard wildfire season. Smoke-filled haze and ash on flat surfaces was such a disappointing end to summer activities.
We still need moisture in some form. Whether it be gentle rains or (typical for our spring) wet, heavy snow this time of year would be very welcome. It's easy to become discouraged when we base our hope on what we can see or understand. Human perspective is surely flawed! And I'm included. Tuesday morning I noticed garbage strewn along the ground near a dumpster in a nearby alley. That was what my eye noticed, glancing out of the corner of my eye. With my two teens in the car, we headed out for an orthodontic appointment.
In the back recesses of my mind, I was disappointed at the sight. The cause could be cats, dogs, wind, etc. It wasn't an enjoyable sight. Now, I took the photo today...and maybe there was more garbage lying around then, I'm not sure. That is beside the point. Just hang on and see where I'm going with this...
I was fixated on the sight for a moment - caught up in it.
Does that ever happen with you? In can easily turn into a negative thought pattern.
Now there's another view I've studied in passing - the lilac bush in a neighbor's yard. I'm usually driving into the alley, approaching our garage entrance. There on the bush, the tiniest buds, just bundles of leaves - not that they are recognizable at this early stage. But I know what they are from past experience. Now on first glance, it's not all that exciting. But wait...
Do you notice what happens as you draw closer? Looking more intently, focused, it all changes to something so mesmerizing. The effect is much different than with a quick glance.
